Outside Tree City, the sun was blazing, but within the city, it was refreshingly cool. The trees that Chen Ergou had urged to grow were so tall that they completely blocked out the intense sunlight for them.
At this moment, all the children were unconscious, and the mood among the Sha Clan people was one of restless anxiety.
Even in the shade, the Zhang Sisters were dripping with cold sweat as they examined the children's bodies. As descendants of Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing, Chen Ergou completely trusted their medical skills, so he only stood aside with furrowed brows, waiting for the results of their examination.
Amidst the anxious waiting crowd, Zhang Hui, who was squatting on the ground, stood up, took off her jacket, and laid it flat on the ground. She immediately picked up a child and placed him on it.
"Sister, how is the child?"
"Yes, how is my child?"
